I was asked to go to the kuldevi ke mandir.
I had to go there barefoot and climb 1008 stairs to reach to the top mountain where the main temple is.
I started my journey and I was chanting holy mantras as I was progressing.
After 3 and a half hour I had completed my Pooja and I was to come down the stairs.
"Arey vo chuttan aur chaman the na, unhi ka toh naam aaya tha."
"Arey pta nahi kya ho gya raaton raat."
"Chuttan par to karza lga hua tha, par chaman ka nahi pta, waise dono ke beech dost bahut thi."
"Hum toh dar hi gye the jab hamein subah subah pta Chala."
"Jane kon si majboor aa gyi thi Jo phaansi lga li unhone? Ram-Ram!!"
As I listened to the conversation of the ladies by the stairs I felt as if I was blown away.
A strange sense of satisfaction ran down my body.
My devotion and prayers to our kuldevi finally proving fruitful.
I had a satisfied smile on my face, all my exhaustion from the journey fading adding a new beginning to my life.
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The Disabled Thakur's Wife (18+)
FantasyA 'slut' of a 21 year old Nidhi is married to the disabled thakur, who is paralysed below his waist. What will happen when her sexual frustration will heighten and she starts seeking ways for her pleasures.
